It’s Sunday morning in Paris, and it’s finally snowed, for the first time this winter. The arrival of a thin layer of white follows a week of bitterly cold weather, that has gripped the whole of France, and most of Europe, too.
Thanks to the great Siberian high pressure system, it’s been fantastically sunny. Yesterday we went for a walk in the Bois de Vincennes. Once a hunting ground of the Kings of France, the Bois de Vincennes is one of the largest and loveliest parks in Paris, and still conserves some of its forest nature: it is three times the size of Central Park in New York, so there is plenty of space in which you can get lost.
After a week of sub-zero temperatures, the Lac des Minimes, in the centre of the park, had frozen solid. With the park conveniently situated at the end of Métro Line 1, Parisian parents were making the most of the sunny afternoon to take their families for a mid-winter adventure.
After all that exertion in the biting cold, everyone was queueing for something hot at the park’s waffle stand…
With the sun setting, we made our way back to the métro station to head back into town, and the ducks and geese flew off the ice to find some open water for the evening. It was a perfect, peaceful Saturday afternoon.